03/09/2026
And then he was gone 👇🏻
Is it just me or did anyone else spend the majority of the summer holidays feeling like you had all the time in the world to get ready for the return to school, then suddenly find yourself in a state of mild panic in the final few days?
It feels like about five minutes ago I was picking my youngest up from his last school for the last time, and now here we are.
A new school and a new chapter. And me, not in running kit for once, trying to look calm and organised while absolutely winging several important bits behind the scenes.
I think I just about scraped through with everything that needed sorting, even if I did have to emergency Sharpie his name on to his duvet cover before I said goodbye.
What with this, and trying to get my eldest organised for her move to uni, I don’t know whether I’m coming or going at the moment. Or whether to laugh or cry at the fact the house will soon feel very quiet.
And this is where I know I have to watch myself.
When life gets hectic and everything feels a bit ‘all change’ - training, S&C, decent food, sleep, and all the things that actually help me stay sane, suddenly get shoved to the bottom of the priority list.
And I know I’m not the only one.
So this is my little reminder, mostly to myself but maybe to you too, that September doesn’t have to mean doing everything perfectly. It might just mean finding a tiny bit of your normal routine that helps you feel a little less dragged along by everyone else’s timetable.
And then when they are all settled back, we can breathe again and resume life as it was pre summer hols 😂